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Love. Po ! fallen in love with some coquette, | medy; and what do you think he has done? He who plays off her airs, and makes a jest of has drawn the character of sir Amorous, and him.

mnade him the hero of the play. Sir Bash. A young actress, may be, or an Sir Bash. What! put him into a comedy?

Sir Bril. Even so. It is called, “ The AmoSir Bril. No; you will never guess. Sir Bash rous Ilusband; or, The Man in Love with his ful-like a silly devil, he is fallen in love with his own wife.' Ob! oh! oh! oh!

Love. We must send in time for places. Sir Bash. Fallen in love with his own wife!

[Laughs with Sir Brilliant. [Stares at him. Sir Bush. Lovemore carries it with an air. Sir Bril. Yes; he has made up all quarrels; his jealousy is at an end; and he is to be upon Sir Bril. Yes, we must secure places. Sir his good behaviour for the rest of his life.- Bashtul, you shall be of the party. Could you expect this, Lovemore?

Sir Bash. The party will be very agreeable. I Lore. No, sir; neither I, nor my friend, sir shall enjoy the joke prodigiously! Ha! ha! Bashful, expected this.

{Forces a laugh. Sir Bash. It is a stroke of surprise to me. Love. Yes, sir Bashful, we shall relish the hu(Looking uneasy.

(Looks at him, and laughs. Sir Bril. I heard it at my lady Betty Scan Sir Bril. The play will have a run : the peodal's; and we had such a laugh! thie whole com- ple of fashion will crowd after such a character. pany were in astonishment : whist stood still, - I must drive to a million of places, and put it quadrille laid down the cards, and brag was in about; but first, with your leave, sir Bashful, I in

suspense. Poor sir Amorous ! it is very ridi- will take the liberty to give a hint of the affair culous; is not it, sir Bashtul?

to your lady. It will appear so ridiculous to Sir Bash. Very ridiculous, indeed.-- Aside.] her. My own case, exactly, and my friend Lovemore's, Sir Bash. Do you think it will? too.

Sir Bril. Without doubt : she has never met Sir Bril. The man is lost, undone, ruined, with any thing like it : has she, Lovemore? dead, and buried.

Love. I fancy not : Sir Bashful, you take care
Love. [laughing.] He will never be able to of that.
shew his face after this discovery.

Sir Bash. Yes, yes: I shall never be the town.
Sir Bril. Oh, never, 'tis all over with him. talk.—Hey, Lovemore!
Sir Bashful, this does not divert you; you don't Sir Bril. Well, I'll step and pay my respects

to my lady Constant. Poor sir Amorous! he
Sir Bash. Who, 1?-1-1-nothing can be will have his horns added to his coat of arms in
more pleasant, and—I-laugh as heartily as I a little time. Ha! ha!
possibly can.

[Forcing laugh. Sir Bush. There, you see how it is. I shall Sir Bril

. Lovemore, you remember Sir Amo- get lampooned, be-rhymed, and niched into a corous used to strut, and ialk big, and truly he did medy. not care a pinch of snuff for his wife, not he! Love. Po! never be frightened at this. No: pretended to be as much at ease as sir Bashful body knows of your weakness but myself ;

and I about his lady, and as much his own master can't betray your secret for my own sake. as you yourself, or any man of pleasure about Sir Bash. Very true.

Love. This discovery shews the necessity of Lore. I remember him : But as to sir Bashful concealing our loves. We must act with cauand myself, we know the world; we understand tion. Give my lady no reason to suspect that life.

you have the least kindness for her. Sir Bush. So we do; the world will never Sir Bash. Not for the world. have such a story of us. Will they, Loremore? Love. Keep to that.

Love. Oh! we are free; we are out of the Sir Bash. I have done her a thousand kindscrape.

nesses, but all by stcalth ; all in a sly way. Sir Bril. Sir Amorous la Fool will be a pro Love. Have you? verb. Adieu, for him, the side-box whisper, the Sir Bash. Oh! a multitude. I'll tell you. She soft assignation, and all the joys of freedom! He has been plaguing ine a long time for an addition is retired with his Penelope to love one another to her jewels

. She wants a diamond cross, and in the country; and next winter they will come

a better pair of diamond buckles. Madam, says to town to hate one another.

I, I will have no such trumpery; but then goes Sir Bush. Do you think it will end so?

I, and bespeaks them of the first jeweller in Sir Bril. No doubt of it. That is always the town-all under the rose. The buckles are fidenonement of modern matrimony. But i have nished : worth five hundred! She will have them not told you the worst of his case. Our friend, this very day, without knowing from what quarsir Charles Wildfire, you know, was writing a co ter they come I can't but laugh at the contria

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Servants pass over the stage.

Ran. Civil! Egad, I think I am very civil.

[Kisses her again. Have you been for the money this morning, as I ordered you?

Enter a Servant, and BELLAMY. Ser. No, sir. You bade me go before you was Ser. Sir, Mr Bellamy: up; I did not know your honour meant before Ran. Damn your impertinence -Oh, Mr

Bellamy, your servant. Ran. None of your jokes, I pray; but to bu Mil. What shall I say to my mistress ? siness. Go to the coffee-house, and inquire if there Ran. Bid ber make half a dozen more; but has been any letter or message left for me. be sure you bring them home yourself. [Erit Ser. I shall, sir.

Milliner.] Pshaw! Pox! Mr Bellamy, how Ran. (Repeats.]

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Bel. How can you, Ranger, for a minute's • You think she's false; I'm sure she's kind : pleasure, give an innocent girl the pain of heart I take her body, You her mind;

I am confident she felt? - There was a modest • Which has the better bargain?'

blush upon her cheek that convinces me she is

honest. Oh, that I had such a soft, deceitful fair, to lull Ran. May be so. I was resolved to try, howny senses to their desired sleep! [Knocking at ever, had you not interrupted the experiment. the door.] Come in.

Bel. Fy, Ranger! will you never think?

Ran. Yes; but I cannot be always athinking. Enter Simon.

The law is a damnable dry study, Mr Bellamy; Oh, master Simon, is it you? How long have you and without something now and then to amuse been in town?

and relax, it would be too much for my brain, I Sim. Just come, sir; and but for a little time promise ye -But I am a mighty sober fellow neither; and yet I have as many messages as if grown. Here have I been at it these three hours; we were to stay the whole year round. Here but the wenches will never let me alone. they are, all of them, [Pulls out a number of Bel. Three hours! Why, do you usually study cards.] and, among them, one for your

honour. in such shoes and stockings? Ran. (Reads.] . Clarinda's compliments to her Ran. Rat your inquisitive eyes ! Ex pede Her

cousin Ranger, and should be glad to see him culem. Egad, you have me. The truth is, I am • for ever so little a time that he can be spared but this moment returned from the tavern. What, • from the more weighty business of the law.'| Frankly here, too! Ha, ha, ha! the same merry girl I ever knew her.

Enter FRANKLY. Sim. My lady is never sad, sir.

Frank. My boy, Ranger, I am heartily glad [Knocking at the door. to see you. Bellamy, let me embrace you; you Ran. Prythee, Simon, open the door. are the person I want.

I have been at your

lodgings, and was directed hither. Enter Milliner.

Ran. It is to bim, then, I am obliged for this Well, child—and who are you?

visit: but with all my heart. He is the only Mil. Sir, my mistress gives her service to you; man to whom I don't care how much I am obliand has sent you home the linen you bespoke. ged.

Ran. Well, Simon, my service to your lady, Bel. Your humble servant, sir. and let her know I will most certainly wait upon Frank. You know, Ranger, I want no induceher. I am a little busy, Simon

ment to be with you. But -you

look sadlySim. Ah, you're a wag, Master Ranger, you're What no merciless jade has -has she? a wag -but mum for that.

Erit. Ran. No, no; sound as a roach, my lad. I Ran. I swear, my dear, you have the prettiest only got a little too much liquor last night, which I pair of eyes--the loveliest pouting lips“I have not slept off yet. never saw you before.

Bel. Thus, Frankly, it is every day. All the Mil. No, sir! I was always in the shop. morning his head aches; at noon, he begins to

Ran. Were you so ?-Well, and what does clear up; towards evening, he is good company; your mistress say? -The devil fetch me, child, and all night, he is carefully providing for the you looked so prettily, that I could not mind one same course the next day. word you said.

Ran. Why, I must own, my ghostly father, I Mil

. Lard, sir, you are such another gentle did relapse a little last night, just to furnish out man!-Why, she says, she is sorry she could not a decent confession for the day. send them sooner. Shall I lay them down? Frank. And he is now doing penance for it.

Ran. No, child. Give them to me -Dear Were you bis confessor, indeed, you could not little smiling angel — (Catches, and kisses her. well desire more. Mil. I beg, sir, you would be civil,

Ran. Charles, he sets up for a confessor with

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the worst grace in the world. Here has he heen | 'Tis plain she is not one of us, or I should not reproving me for being but decently civil to my have been so remiss in my inquiries. No matnndiner. Plagne ! because the coldness of his ter; I shall meet her in my walks. consaction makes hin insensible of a fine wo

Serrant enters. man's charms every body else must be so, too.

bol. I aun no less sensible of their charms than Ser. There is no letter nor message, sir. yo;" are ; though I cannot kiss every woman I Ran. Then my things to dress. -I take met, or fall in love, as you call it, with every her body, you her mind; which has the better face which has the bloom of youth upon it. i bargain?

[Erennt. would only have you a little more frugal of your plea-ures.

SCENE II.-A chamber. Frank. My dear friend, this is very pretty taiking ! But, let me tell you, it is in the power Enter MRS STRICTLAND and JACINTHA, meeting. of the very first glance from a fine woman, utterly to disconcert all your philosophy.

Mrs Strict. Good-morrovt, my dear Jacintha. Bel. It must be from a fine woman, then; and Jac. Good-morrow to you, madam. I have not such as are generally reputed so. And it must brouglit my work, and intend to sit with you this be a thorough acquaintance with her, too, that morning. I hope you have got the better of will ever make an impression on my heart. your fatigue? Where is Clarinda ? I should be

Ran. Would I could see it once! For when a glad if she would come and work with us. man has been all his life hoarding up a stock, Mrs Strict. She work! she is too fine a lady without allowing himself common necessaries, to do any thing. She is not stirring yet-we it tickles me to the soul to see him lay it all out must let her have her rest. People of her waste upon a wrong bottoin, and become bankrupt at of spirits require more time to recruit again. last.

Jac. It is pity she should be ever tired with Bel. Well, I don't care how soon you see it. what is so agreeable to every body else. I am For the minute I find a woman capable of friend- prodigiously pleased with her company. ship, love, and tenderness, with good sense Mrs Strict. And when you are better acenough to be always easy, and good-nature quainted, you will be still more pleased with enough to like me, I will immediately put it to her. You must rally her upon her partner at the trial, which of us shall have the greatest Batb; for I tancy part of her rest has been disshare of happiness from the sex, you or 1.

turbed on his account. Ran. By marrying her, I suppose ! Capable of Jac. Was be really a pretty fellow? friendship, love, and tenderness! ha, ha, ha! that Mrs Strict. That I cannot tell; I did not a man of your sense should talk so ! If she be dance myselt, and so did not much mind him. capable of love, 'tis all I require of my mis- You must have the whole story from herself. tress; and as every woman, who is young, is ca Jac. Oh, I warrant ye, I get it all out. None pable of love, I am very reasonably in love with are so proper to make discoveries in love, as every young woman I meet. My Lord Coke, in those who are in the secret themselves. a case I read this morning, speaks my sense. Both. My lord Coke!

Enter LUCETTA. kan. Yes, my lord Coke. What he says of one woman, I say of the whole sex: I take their Luc. Madam, Mr Strictland is inquiring for bodies, you their minds; which has the better you. Here has been Mr Buckle with a letter bargain?

from his master, which has made him very anFran. There is no arguing with so great a gry. lawyer. Suppose, therefore, we adjourn the de Jac. Mr Bellamy said, indeed, he would try bate to some other time. I have some serious him once more, but I tear it will prove in rain. business with Mr Bellamy, and you want sleep, I Tell your master I am here.--[Exit LECETTA.

What signifies fortune, when it only makes us Ran. Sleep! mere loss of time, and hin- slaves to other people? derance of business-- We men of spirit, sir, Mrs Strict. Do not be uneasy, my Jacintha. are above it.

You shall always find a friend in me : but as for Bel. Whither shall we go?

Mr Strictland, I know not what ill temper langs Frun. Into the park. My chariot is at the about him lately. Nothing satisfies him. You door.

saw how he received us when we came off our Bel. Then if my servant calls, you'll send him journey. Though Clarinda was so good compaafter us?

[Ereunt. ny, he was barely civil to her, and downright rude Ran. I will. [Looking on the card.] Clarin- to me. da's compliments'-A pox of this head of mine, Jac. I cannot help saying, I didl observe it. Dever once to ask where she was to be found ! Mirs Strict. I saw you did. Ilush! he's here.

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Enter MR STRICTLAND.

mit. I little imagined you could have been dis

pleased at my having so agreeable a companion. Strict. Oh, your servant, madam! Here, I Strict. There was a time, when I was company have received a letter from Mr Bellamy, wherein enough for leisure hours. he desires I would once more hear what he has Mrs Strict. There was a time, when every to say. You know my sentiments; nay, so does word of mine was sure of meeting with a smile; he.

but those happy days, I know not why, have long Jac. For Heaven's sake, consider, sir, this is been over. no new. affair, no sudden start of passion; we Strict. I cannot bear a rival, even of your own have known each other long. My father valued, sex. I hate the very name of female friends.and loved him; and, I am sure, were he alive, INo two of you can ever be an hour by yourselves, should have bis consent.

but one or both are the worse for it. Strict. Don't tell me. Your father would not Mrs Strict. Dear Mr Strictlandhave you marry against his will; neither will I Strict. This I know, and will not suffer. against mine: I am your father now.

Mrs Strict. It grieves me, sir, to see you so Jac. And you take a fatherly care of me. much in earnest : but, to convince you how wilStrict. I wish I had never had any thing to do ling I am to make you easy in every thing, it

shall be my request to her to remove immediJac. You may easily get rid of the trouble. ately.

Strict. By listening, I suppose, to the young Strict. Do it-hark ye-Your request !-Why gentleman's proposals ?

yours?' 'Tis mine--my command-tell her so. I Jac. Which are very reasonable, in my opi- will be master of my own family, and I care not nion.

who knows it. Strict. Oh, very modest ones truly ! and a very Mrs Strict. You fright me, sir ! But it shall be modest gentleman he is, that proposes them! A as you please. In tears.]

[Goes out. fool, to expect a lady of thirty thousand pounds Strict. Ha! Have I gone too far? for I am fortune, should, by the care and prudence of her not master of myself. Mrs Strictland !-(She guardian, be thrown away upon a young fellow returns.)—Understand me right. I do not mean, not worth three hundred a-year! lie thinks be- hy what I have said, that I suspect your innoing in love is an excuse for this; but I am not in cence; but, by crushing this growing friendship love: what does he think will excuse me? all at once, I may prevent a train of mischief

Mrs Strict. Well; but, Mr Strictland, I think which you do not foresee. I was, perhaps, too the gentleman should be heard.

harsh ; therefore, do it in your own way: but Strict. Well, well; seven o'clock's the time, let me see the house fairly rid of her. and, if the man has had the good fortune, since

[Exit STRICTLAND. I saw hin last, to persuade somebody or other to Mrs Strict. His earnestness in this affair give him a better estate, I give him my consent, amazes me; I am sorry I made this visit to Clanot else. His servant waits below: you may tell rinda; and yet I'll answer for her honour. What him I shall be at home.-[Exit JACINTHA.]— can I say to her? Necessity must plead in my But where is your friend, your other half, all excuse—for, at all events, Mr Strictland must be this while? I thought you could not have breath- obeyed.

[Erit. ed a minute, without your Clarinda. Mrs Strict. Why, the truth is, I was going to

SCENE III.-St James's Park. see what makes her keep her chamber so long. Strict. Look ye, Mrs Strictland; you have been

Enter BELLAMY and FRANKLY. asking me for money this morning. In plain Frank. Now, Bellamy, I may unfold the seterms, not one shilling shall pass through these cret of my heart to you with greater freedom; fingers, till you have cleared my house of this for, though Ranger has honour, I am not in a huClarinda.

mour to be laughed at. I must have one that Mrs Strict. How can her innocent gaiety have will bear with my impertinence, sooth me into offended you? She is a woman of honour, and hope, and, like a friend indeed, with tenderness has as many good qualities

advise me. Strict. As women of honour generally have. Bel. I thought you appeared more grave than I know it, and therefore am uneasy.

usual. Mrs Strict. But, sir

Frank. Oh, Bellamy! My soul is full of joy, Strict. But, madam-Clarinda, nor e'er a rake of pain, hope, despair, and ecstacy, that no word of fashion in England, shall live in my family, to but love is capable of expressing what I feel! debauch it.

Bel. Is love the secret Ranger is not fit to Mrs Strict. Sir, she treated me with so much hear? In my mind, he would prove the more civility in the country, that I thought I could not able counsellor. And is all the

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indifference do less than invite ber to spend as much time of my friend at last reduced to love? with me in town as her engagements would per Frank. Even so—Never was a prude more re

you been ?

solute in chastity and ill-nature, than I was fixed J. Meg. Ha! Whose that? in indifference; but love bas raised me from that Frank. A friend of mine. Mr Bellamy, this inactive state, above the being of a man. is Jack Meggot, sir ; as honest a fellow as any in

Bel. Faith, Charles, I begin to think it has : Life. but, pray, bring this rapture into order a little, J. Meg. Pho! Prithee ! Pox! Charlesand tell me regularly, how, where, and when. Don't be silly-Sir, I am your humble : any one

Frank. If I was not most unreasonably in who is a friend of my Frankly's, I am proud of love, those horrid questions would stop my embracing. mouth at once; but, as I am armed against rea Bel. Sir, I shall endeavour to deserve your cison—I answer—at Bath, on Tuesday, she danced vility. and caught me.

J. Meg. Oh, sir! Well, Charles; what, dumb? Bel. Danced! And was that all? But who is Come, come; you may talk, though you have noshe? What is her name? Her fortune? Where thing to say, as I do. Let us hear, where have does she live?

Frank. Hold ! Hold ! Not so many hard Frunk. Why, for this last week, Jack, I have questions. Have a little mercy. I know but been at Bath. little of her, that's certain; but all I do know, J. Meg. Bath! the most ridiculous place is you shall have.

That evening was the first of life! amongst tradesmen's wives that hate their her appearing at Bath; the mornent I saw her, I husbands, and people of quality that had rather resolved to ask the favour of her hand ; but the go to the devil than stay at home. People of no easy freedom with which she gave it, and her taste; no gout; and, for devertimenti, if it unaffected good humour during the whole night, were not for the puppet-show, la vertu would be gained such a power over my heart, as none of dead amongst them. But the news, Charles ; her sex could ever boast before. I waited on the ladies I fear your time hung heavy on your her home; and the next morning, when I went hands, by the small stay you made there. to pay the usual compliments, the bird was Frank. Faith, and so it did, Jack; the ladies flown; she had set out for London two hours are grown such idiots in love. The cards have so before, and in a chariot and six, you rogue ! debauched their five senses, that love, almighty Bel. But was it her own, Charles ?

love himself, is utterly neglected. Frank. That I don't know; but it looks bet J. Meg. It is the strangest thing in life, but it ter than being dragged to town in the stage.-- is just so with us abroad. Faith, Charles, to tell That day and the next I spent in inquiries. I you a secret, which I don't care if all the world waited on the ladies who came with her; they knows, I am almost surfeited with the services of knew nothing of her. So, without learning either the ladies; the modest ones, I mean. The fast her name or fortune, I e'en called for my boots, variety of duties they expect, as dressing up to and rode post after her.

the fashion, losing fashionably, keeping fashionBel. And how do you find yourself after your able hours, drinking fashionable liquors, and fifty journey?

other such irregular niceties, so ruin a man's Frunk. Why, as yet, I own, I am but on a cold pocket and constitution, that, 'foregad, he must scent: but a woman of hier sprightliness and gen- have the estate of a duke, and the strength of a tility, cannot but frequent all public places; and, gondolier, who would list himself into their serwhen once she is found, the pleasure of the chase vice. will overpay the pains of rousing her. Oh, Bel Frank. A free confession, truly, Jack, for one lamy! There was something peculiarly charming of your coat ! in her, that seemed to claim my further acquaint

Bel. The ladies are obliged to you. ance; and if, in the more familiar parts of life, she shines with that superior lustre, and at last !

Enter Buckle, with a letter to BELLAMY. win her to my arms, how shall I bless my resolu J. Meg. Oh, Lard, Charles! I have had the tion in pursuing her!

greatest misfortune in life since I saw you; patos Bel. But it, at last, she should prove unwor- Otho, that I brought from Rome with is thy

dead! Frank. I would endeavour to forget her. Frank. Well, well; get you another, and all

Bel. Promise me that, Charles,-[Takes his will be well again. hand.]—and I allow—But we are interrupted. J. Meg. No; the rogue broke me so much

china, and gnawed my Spanish leather shoes so Enter Jack MEGGOT.

filthily, that, when he was dead, I began not to J. Meg. Whom have we here? My old friend endure bim. Frankly! Thou art grown a mere antique since I Bel. Exactly at seven! run back and assure saw thée. How bast thou done these five hun- him I will not fail.—[Exit BUCKLE.)-Dead! dred years?

Pray, who was the gentleman? Frank. Even as you see me; well, and at your J. Meg. The gentleman was my monkey, sir; service ever.

an odd sort of a fellow, that used to divert me,

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